"We are looking for large men," Chris said.
?!?
"We need to get the piano onto the stage," Mark explained. "It's on the floor."
I volunteered and they went to find more brawn. Ten minutes later, a gang of 15 Montrealers entered, sent by FSI show organizer Michel Plante. We surrounded the piano, chanted "One, two, allez" and cleaned and jerked that sucker up and over the stage lip. One minute later, they were gone…